He lived right across the street It was on the news for the world to see They caught him with his hands on a neighbors child Now he swore he'd never done it before As he cried before the judge in court
So they sent him away for a just a little while Morning found him in his cell Somebody sent him straight to hell Begging for mercy down on his knees Sounds like justice to me
Go on, do your dirty work In your tailored suit and your clean white shirt You don't care who you hurt Dealer sellin, dealin' lies and hide inside a little glass pipe So you don't care who dies This can't go on, I gotta believe Hey that's Gabriel's horn blowin' on the breeze and it Sounds like justice to me
Mom and pop had a corner store, It had been there 30 years or more And they'd been robbed about a hundred times Punk walked in like he owned the place Said, give up the money as he slapped his face
He didn't know pops had a .45 They found him face down on the floor Dude never made it to the door Pops said, I learned in the Army How to point and squeeze And it sounds like justice to me
Go on, do your dirty work In your tailored suit and your clean white shirt You don't care who you hurt Dealer sellin, dealin' lies and hide inside a little glass pipe So you don't care who dies It's gonna catch up to ya buddy, I gotta believe Hey that's Gabriel's horn blowin' on the breeze and it Sounds like justice to me
Listen up That's Gabriel's horn blowin' on the breeze Sounds like justice to me Sounds like justice to me Keep messin' around You're gonna meet the wrong dude in town You reap what you saw